The artillery fire is ruthless, once the fire is fired, no matter whether they are friends or foes, they will all die under the bombardment of the artillery fire, and the Yang Palace, and the woman he cares about, he must ensure her safety and not damage half of her hair.

They could not open fire, they could only be beaten passively, so that their soldiers were constantly decreasing, and the situation was very unfavorable for them, and King Taxian must have expected this, knowing that the Holy Lord and the queen would not use artillery fire.

What an abominable man!

Aji held his forehead with a headache, couldn't think of a good solution, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, "Then what should we do next?" ”

Aggie was so anxious that every time a soldier fell, his heart tensed.

Compared with his anxiety, King Loulan was relatively calm, his knife-carved face was calm and calm, his sharp eyes swept over the battlefield of fighting, meditated for a moment, and gave an order in a deep voice: "Blow the horn and deploy a new battle form!" ”

Da Xian has a good plan, he has a wall ladder, just to test whether the new battle form can resist the bow and arrow layout that Da Xian is good at.

The horn sounded, the slaying guards gave up the fight and retreated, and a large number of soldiers with iron shields poured out from the rear in an orderly manner and rushed to the front of the group.

In the blink of an eye, the change was too fast, and the army was caught off guard, and the soldiers froze in place, not understanding the other party's intentions.

The shield-bearer forms a powerful protective net against the rain of arrows, and the soldiers behind him, armed with spears, stab the enemy through the gaps in the shield, and the two teams work together to keep moving forward.

Although the speed was much slower, the effect on the archers against Da Xian was wonderful, and their self-sustaining tactics were instantly collapsed, and the team of the King of Loulan was pressing forward step by step, and the distance from the Huanyang Palace was gradually narrowed!

Da Xian's face darkened, dark clouds were thick, and he glared at the man in the distance who was strategizing angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "How long will it take for Gassel to arrive?!" ”

Hapu replied in a solemn tone: "My subordinates have already passed the book on the pigeon, and I believe that His Highness Gassel is on his way." ”

"This waste, moving so slowly, by the time he arrives slowly, most of the king's soldiers and horses have already been killed or wounded."

"Your Highness is angry, even if the King of Loulan resists our archers, how slow is his speed? Just as we wanted. ”

As he was talking, a carrier pigeon flew in, Da Xian's eyes were clear, he picked up the bow and arrow on his side, waved his right hand, and the sharp arrow flew out, instantly penetrating the body of the carrier pigeon!

Unfolded the winding letter paper, and after reading the row of handwriting written on it, Da Xian's tightly locked eyebrows suddenly relaxed.

Hapu observed his demeanor attentively, saw that his face was softened, guessed that what was written in the letter must be a good thing, and asked curiously, "Your Highness, what did His Highness Gassel say?" ”

This letter came in time, as if it gave Da Xian a reassurance.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, Da Xian stepped on the drumming platform, his eyes passed through the overlapping golden glazed tiles, overlooking the distance, and from the outside of the magnificent palaces, a red army galloping on fast horses gradually rushed here.

The smile on his face gradually widened, and he shifted his gaze to Yisha, who was dressed in a red wedding dress.

I will let you see with your own eyes who the world will eventually fall into and who will be the real king, and I will let you see him die under my sword, and let me ravage him until you die!

At the critical moment, the Gasuo army arrived in time and outflanked from the rear, and the two armies should join forces outside, catching the soldiers and horses of the King of Loulan off guard!

With Gassel's help, Da Xian successfully regained the disadvantaged situation, and the combined forces of the two sides were as many as 60,000 people, and the king of Loulan would definitely lose in this battle for the throne!

The battlefield was chaotic, the sky was filled with the breath of war and gunsmoke, the deafening sound of fighting and the collision of weapons resounded in the sky, and the soldiers of the three parties rushed to each other one by one, brandishing big knives and fighting bloodily, cutting each other's flesh and blood, and the tragedy was terrible!

The corpses are piled up, and there are stump arms, severed skulls, and bloody organs everywhere, which are baked by the high temperature of the desert, emitting bursts of foul smell and unpleasant smell!

The battlefield is cruel, corpses are everywhere, people are constantly falling, people are constantly dying, and there is only one thought in the minds of the living, kill! Never-ending killing!

Well done!

Daxian raised his eyebrows at Gasuo in the distance, and the two eyes met, and they saw happy smiles on each other's faces.

Even if they are compatriots of the same mother, they have not been close since childhood, and even dislike each other, in their eyes, the importance of the throne trumps everything, but there is only one emperor and only one lord of the country, and they fight for this, and the relationship has become thin ice.

Daxian gave Gasuo the first admiring smile ever, and the latter hooked his lips with a smug expression, his gaze casually swept over a muscular figure, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

Gassel's face sank, and he immediately drew the sword at his waist and rode towards the man he had hated for a long time.

The king of Loulan is his enemy who does not share the sky, and he has only one purpose in life, even if he does not want the throne, he must take revenge on the king of Loulan, otherwise he will not be blind to death!

Gasuo rode his horse and galloped, waving his right arm to slash and kill the soldiers who stood in his way, the sharp long sword cut off the heads and severed arms one by one, the cold light flashed, the knife rose and fell, and the anger that was nowhere to be released in his heart was vented on the soldiers under the command of the king of Loulan, as if the people he killed were the king of Loulan himself.

'Huh'

Suddenly, a cold wind struck, carrying killing intent and coldness, Gasuo was shocked, and when he realized that it was too late to react, the sharp arrow went straight to his head!

In a panic, his legs clamped the horse's belly, his body fell to the side, an unknown object quickly shook in front of his eyes, the cool breeze passed by his ears, and a piercing pain came from his cheeks!

Sharp arrow feathers grazed the side of his cheek, leaving a striking red mark, blood flowing!

Regardless of the pain, Gassel raised his hand and wiped it on his face, and when he looked up, he met a pair of cold eyes!

Those blue eyes were extremely shocking, and the cold gaze seemed to freeze him!

As a king, he has a majestic aura on his body, even if it is just a look, it is already terrifying.

Whether Gassel admitted it or not, under the powerful aura of King Loulan, his back was cold, as if a cold wind was blowing.

Fear?

He Gasuo was never afraid of anyone! Not to mention his enemy, the wound must be too painful, so it caused his body to react abnormally.

"Ogu Munten, I want you to pay for it with blood!"

Gasuo let out a low roar, collided with the weapon of the King of Loulan, turned over and jumped, put his feet on the back of the horse, and with the advantage of his height, stabbed him in the neck in one fell swoop, and walked into the air, a sharp sword blocked his attack.

Gassel didn't flinch, leaned forward, and used all his strength to keep pressing down, and at that moment, he felt a numbness in his mouth, and his arm became sore.

The strength of King Loulan is too great! He's ......... Can't hold it!